Idontflex
(Idek bro... you know?)
(Yeah bro like wtf)
Man this shit boutta to go crazy
(Ayeeee)
(On my momma bro)
I'm not flexing bitch cause I know where I'm at
Still a broke boy trynna make this bread
But i won't trap
I'll trap to feed my family
But I won't if it ain't facts
Bitch
Im writing my pain away
With a pencil and a pad
I'm not flexing bitch cause I know where I'm at
Still a broke boy trynna make this bread
But i won't trap
I'll trap to feed my family
But I won't if it ain't facts
Bitch
Im writing my pain away
With a pencil and a pad
Aye reminiscing bout my premonition
Gotta make a decision to be
Able to do this
Bitch how I can prove it?
By putting this love in my music?
Nowadays people are ruthless
I choose to be all by myself
Don't need a bitch to be myself
I'd rather just die and meet a girl
What?
I'm not flexing bitch cause I know where I'm at
Still a broke boy trynna make this bread
But i won't trap
I'll trap to feed my family
But I won't if it ain't facts
Bitch
Im writing my pain away
With a pencil and a pad
I'm not flexing bitch cause I know where I'm at
Still a broke boy trynna make this bread
But i won't trap
I'll trap to feed my family
But I won't if it ain't facts
Bitch
Im writing my pain away
With a pencil and a pad
Uh
(Yeah bro like wtf)
Man this shit boutta to go crazy
(Ayeeee)
(On my momma bro)
I'm not flexing bitch cause I know where I'm at
Still a broke boy trynna make this bread
But i won't trap
I'll trap to feed my family
But I won't if it ain't facts
Bitch
Im writing my pain away
With a pencil and a pad
I'm not flexing bitch cause I know where I'm at
Still a broke boy trynna make this bread
But i won't trap
I'll trap to feed my family
But I won't if it ain't facts
Bitch
Im writing my pain away
With a pencil and a pad
Aye reminiscing bout my premonition
Gotta make a decision to be
Able to do this
Bitch how I can prove it?
By putting this love in my music?
Nowadays people are ruthless
I choose to be all by myself
Don't need a bitch to be myself
I'd rather just die and meet a girl
What?
I'm not flexing bitch cause I know where I'm at
Still a broke boy trynna make this bread
But i won't trap
I'll trap to feed my family
But I won't if it ain't facts
Bitch
Im writing my pain away
With a pencil and a pad
I'm not flexing bitch cause I know where I'm at
Still a broke boy trynna make this bread
But i won't trap
I'll trap to feed my family
But I won't if it ain't facts
Bitch
Im writing my pain away
With a pencil and a pad
Uh
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Writer(s): Anibal Parra
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